He Xiner pouted her cherry red mouth and wrinkled her little figure, looking like a doormat. Yes, her pitiful little appearance made people unable to help but pity her.
"Stop talking and concentrate."
He Xiner...
Could this be a fake cousin?
Dabai, who was lying in the doghouse and had a good sleep, looked at his master with interest, a smile flashed in his bright black and white eyes.
"Cousin, baby, baby can't hold on any longer, ouch..."
Her legs were so sore that she was trembling and seemed about to fall down at any time. He Xiner's face turned red and she tried her best to keep her balance, but things went counterproductive. Now not only her legs were shaking, but even her arms were struggling to lift and were shaking.
Trembling, trembling...
It was better not to speak. With this opening, his tense body seemed to have lost important support, and he was immediately deflated. He Xiner exclaimed and was about to pounce forward.
The next second, she was picked up by Ye Xusheng, who had quick eyes and quick hands.
"Xin'er, are you okay?"
"Hey, except for my legs that are about to cramp, everything is fine."
Ye Xusheng looked at the young girl who was about to be full of energy. She was now soft and frail, with bright eyes like an ignorant beast. Her heart was so soft that Ye Xusheng couldn't hold it anymore, "Brother, rub it for you~"
"Hey, thank you, cousin."
Someone smiles cutely.
Ye Xusheng felt soft and carried him to the kang inside.
He Xiner smiled and pulled up the smoky blue horse-faced skirt, revealing her slender legs wearing thin cotton pants underneath.
Ye Xusheng's heart skipped a beat.
A little panicked.
"Oh my, learning martial arts is really hard. After squatting for a while, the baby is so exhausted that his legs are filled with lead..."
Ye Xusheng immediately came back to his senses, calmed down, and gently kneaded her.
"How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
"Uh-huh……"
A gentle murmur, a mosquito hum, yes, almost inaudible.
Ye Xusheng looked up and saw that He Xiner had already fallen asleep.
It was a little funny at the moment.
He took a thin quilt to cover her, poured warm water and wiped her hands and face, then gently untied her hair, and used a jade comb to comb out the locks one by one.
The long black hair, soft and smooth, gently passed through Ye Xusheng's fingers, and the silken locks were entangled in his heart...
In the next few days, no matter how pitiful He Xiner was, Ye Xusheng supervised her very seriously as she squatted for a stick of incense, and then practiced boxing and kicking for half an hour.
He Xiner was so tired that her whole body fell apart. Yes, she felt exhausted every day, and her legs were shaking when she walked.
"what is this?"
After dinner that day, He Xiner took Dabai to Dongkua Courtyard as usual. As soon as she sat down and drank a cup of tea, Ye Xusheng went inside to get two old-looking books.
He Xiner was very curious.
"open to take a look."
He Xiner looked through it and found that the book was yellowed and there were no words on it, making it look very mysterious.
When he opened it, he frowned at first.
"This is a manuscript. It looks very precious, but the writing is a bit sloppy!"
"Well, it's a bit sloppy."
Ye Xusheng's face was serious.
He Xiner stared at him suspiciously, "What kind of book is this?"
"The Poison Classic written by a poison master."
He Xiner's eyes widened in disbelief and she stammered, "Does my cousin want me to learn how to make poison?"
"No, no, I can't learn this, this thing is too scary!"
Suddenly thinking of something, He Xiner jumped up, threw the book in her hand on the desk, and then quickly ran away from the scene, running faster than a rabbit.
Of course, he didn't go far. He walked from Ye Xusheng's study through the main hall to the bedroom.